Resonance
Editor: Henyee Translations
On the other hand, Xu Wen finally walked out of her sorrow. She wiped away the cold tears on her face and felt sorry for losing her composure. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. Until now…"
She pointed at her heart. "I can't calm down even now. Ye Jian, you're really amazing. This is the first time I shed tears watching a sword dance."
Ye Jian transmigrated and danced to this song based on her own personal experiences.
Ye Jian didn't care if she could be chosen. She liked this song from the bottom of her heart. The passion in war made her deeply touched.
She held her sword and stood up. In her mind, the image of her comrades appeared—her comrades who fought alongside her and were not afraid of death. As for whether the performance was chosen or not, it was not within her consideration.
However, if it achieved the desired effect and resonated with others, it would naturally be more perfect.